The day after I had my first baby, a friend asked me “when are you going to have another?” As I sat on my ice pack , still sore from delivery, I thought … “are you kidding me? ” So it should have come as no surprise that friends and family were on me from the day the ink was dry on my divorce — “are you dating anyone” – and my continual reply “no”. Just as I was recovering from my sore bottom after childbirth, I had to recover from the pain of divorce. I wasn’t ready for another relationship, and I could not get my arms around the idea of being with another guy. So after my two year hiatus, I finally decided I was ready or so I thought. The big day finally arrived. I gathered two girlfriends, and took some photos, and we sat down together, armed with wine to launch me into the wide world of on-line dating.
As I hit the launch button, we sat together hopeful as we waited for Mr. Right to immediately appear. Wow, was I in for a shock. Despite setting up parameters for matches, I was receiving inquiries from 25 to 75 year old men. None of them tall, dark, handsome or successful. It was overwhelming. I did not realize I needed a manual to navigate this. After a few days of trying without one, my daughter asked me how it was going. I told her that I was “freaked out” by emails asking me out. She calmly said, “Mom, let me see if I got this right, you are on a dating site and you are freaked out because guys are asking you out?” That was ground zero.